Chapter 43
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A sharp glint flashed across Lu Jinnian's eyes. He abruptly stood up, glancing at the script he had placed at the side. Just as he was about to reach his hand out to grab it, he paused, then turned around and left with a solemn expression on his face.
Producer Sun watched as Lu Jinnian left, not daring to stay any longer, hurriedly chasing after him.
The meal was finally over. Qiao Anhao secretly let out a sigh of relief. She felt like her entire body was exhausted. She sat on the chair and calmed herself down. Then, she stood up and prepared to leave.
Qiao Anhao hadn't even taken two steps when she suddenly heard the waiter's polite voice. "Miss, I'm sorry, please wait a moment."
Qiao Anhao turned around to see the waiter walking over with a script. "Miss, is this something you left behind?"
Qiao Anhao shook her head as she didn't have the script in her hands.
"It must have been left behind by someone from the production team, please pass it to me."
Qiao Anhao took it.
"Thank you." The waiter smiled at Qiao Anhao, thanking her before leaving.
During the meal, there were only her, Lu Jinnian, Song Xiangsi and Chen Yang at the dining table. The script wasn't hers, so it must have belonged to one of the three.
Qiao Anhao thought about it as she casually flipped open the script. She wanted to see if she could find out who it belonged to. In the end, just as she flipped to the first page, she saw a familiar word.
Those three words were written with great vigor and vigor.
Lu Jinnian.
It was actually Lu Jinnian's script.
Qiao Anhao's heartbeat suddenly quickened.
Back in the hotel room, Qiao Anhao leaned against the desk, staring at the script. Deep down, she was wondering if she should return the script to Lu Jinnian during filming tomorrow, or send it to him now?
Qiao Anhao was more inclined to the first option, but Lu Jinnian would be filming the entire day tomorrow, what if he had to memorize his lines?
Actually, Qiao Anhao could have given the script to the hotel staff or Zhao Meng and asked them to send it to Lu Jinnian. That way, she wouldn't have to be so conflicted, but she was a little unwilling.
Qiao Anhao's thoughts ran wild for a while, but in the end, she still picked up her phone and gave Lu Jinnian a call.
The phone rang a few times before it was picked up. Lu Jinnian didn't give Qiao Anhao a chance to speak, throwing out two words. "What is it?"
Even though it was a call, Qiao Anhao could sense that Lu Jinnian wasn't in a good mood. She gulped nervously, saying softly, "Your script is in the restaurant."
On the other end of the phone, Lu Jinnian was silent for about five seconds. Then, he threw a "1001" and hung up the phone.
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